Tuesday, February 03, 2004
You see, every relationship runs its course. For example, the teacher-student: the kid graduates. Husband-Wife: divorce/death/MIA. Street Vendor/Vendee: the purchase is made and someone walks away.
After the fact, at least one person is left with an empty feeling. The business man wants another hot dog. The widower mourns for his lost loved one. In Sunil's case, the student never wants to actually leave high school.
In the case of ended silly high-school boyfriend-girlfriend omg i hart u relationships, there are two components. The perfectly normal, levelheaded person (usually the breaker) and the whiney, overanalytical, bitter, sad person (obviously the breakee). You see, these two characters always emerge at the end, no matter the degree. Perhaps the bitter guy has two or three days of whimpery sighs and then moves on. Maybe that lonely breakee girl decides to check into a mental hospital.
Yes, there are varying cases.
How do I know, you ask?
Well, I've seen both sides of the fence. I've batted for both sides of the team. (<- OFFICIAL "I DIDN'T MEAN IT THAT WAY" STATEMENT OF THE DAY) I've been a breaker and a breakee. I'm versatile that way.
Anyway. The point of my story is that...well... things are stupid. People are generally stupid and overreactive. But they get through ends of relationships, whatever they may be. I mean, in the end, everyone comes out on top. After awhile, we move on. I've moved on countless times, from just about everything. I guess I needed to tell myself that.
I just started thinking... when I die, I don't want t be remembered as "that old whiney bitch girl who never wore her hair down." I'd much rather smile and have other people smile around me. The world is generally better that way.
I just really hope Sunil can get over graduating. I mean, he's at Mountain Pointe more than I am. Poor guy. I hope he finds help soon.
Jaclyn wuz here at 7:33 PM |
Monday, February 02, 2004
Updates in my Life.
MY FUTURE HUSBAND, MR. JOSHUA GROBAN, HAS COME DOWN WITH AN UPPER RESPIRATORY INFECTION, THUS POSTPONING OUR PENDING UNION (A K A THE PHOENIX CONCERT). YOU CAN START WEEPING NOW. (at least I will. hah)
In other news: DeNiro got Superiors all across the board and some sort of "one-act" award (the meaning of which has yet to be determined) at the Southern Arizona Acting Festival. It was a pretty cool thing.
In other other news: Right now I hate myself, so if I lash out at you, don't take it personally.
Do you think it's wrong of me to think myself so worthless that I don't want to be around anyone in attempt to shied them from my pathetic existence? I do that.
An Old Boyfriend's Dad and Little Sister came in to Sweet Tomatoes and sat in my section. It was kind of cute and fun talking to them again, even though the Guy wasn't there. And I can't help but wonder why the timing was so poignant.
I have no talent. Don't come over and try to fool me.
Jaclyn wuz here at 9:59 PM |